<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31699636</id><updated>2011-04-21T13:32:50.854-07:00</updated><title type='text'>biq</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://--biq--.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31699636/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://--biq--.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>biq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13870598293658543663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>12</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31699636.post-115555762679773523</id><published>2006-08-14T05:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T00:32:26.717-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>you know you're too addicted to school when&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. you wake up on a sunday at 7 and say "oh shit im late for school"&lt;br /&gt;2. you unknowingly tell your mom that you will go to the "jap food van"&lt;br /&gt;3. you run when you hear some1 say YO! loudly like luwei&lt;br /&gt;4. you start sidestepping every few steps and checking back to see if any1 is going to tao pok you&lt;br /&gt;5. you start raving about your grades whenever some1 says 4&lt;br /&gt;6. you ask everybody "got points added to my chinese CA ornot?" for every favour your friend asks you&lt;br /&gt;7. you dodge every fat person, thinking its limsihui&lt;br /&gt;8. you start pronouncing fluctuation as fucktuation.&lt;br /&gt;9. you start to possessively resist all money donations due to lack of money due to certain collections due to a certain someone collecting money due to a certain treasury due to the fucking photocopying shop. fuck photocopying shop&lt;br /&gt;10. you have your teabreak at 11 sharp.&lt;br /&gt;11. you cant shit from 7-330.&lt;br /&gt;12. you start sleeping from 730- 330, and cant control yourself.&lt;br /&gt;13. you feel an abnormal urge to smack someone, or suan some1, or doing something mean to someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;studying chinese now. shit fuck shit fuck shit fuck shit&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31699636-115555762679773523?l=--biq--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://--biq--.blogspot.com/feeds/115555762679773523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31699636&amp;postID=115555762679773523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31699636/posts/default/115555762679773523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31699636/posts/default/115555762679773523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://--biq--.blogspot.com/2006/08/you-know-youre-too-addicted-to-school.html' title=''/><author><name>biq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13870598293658543663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31699636.post-115538310763048535</id><published>2006-08-12T04:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T00:32:26.568-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;sorry all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;especially to lawis, jie liang, other random pple(shi hang?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;guess i overdid it huh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;insulted too much huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;really didnt mean to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;couldnt help it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;too stressed i guess&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;it boosted my ego&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;still no excuse tho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;sheesh i feel guilty, sorry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;sorry again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31699636-115538310763048535?l=--biq--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://--biq--.blogspot.com/feeds/115538310763048535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31699636&amp;postID=115538310763048535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31699636/posts/default/115538310763048535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31699636/posts/default/115538310763048535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://--biq--.blogspot.com/2006/08/sorry-all-especially-to-lawis-jie.html' title=''/><author><name>biq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13870598293658543663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31699636.post-115530224268112605</id><published>2006-08-11T06:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T00:32:26.425-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>din post for the whole national period, but was fairly busy, and the rest of the time, doing random things to catch up on the lack of random things ive done over the last few months. for example, play pokemon, gorge myself, sleep myself to sleep, stone in frnt of the com, talk on the phone, chat on msn for over 1 hour, etc etc.  But almost finished RE, fairly happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh nos renyan is going to write a post that flames me about my pettiness! argh. maybe i am petty, but im only petty if u actually hurt me. den i become damn pissed. if u tok cok bout me, i prob insult u back. haha. defence mechanism ON&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whee chinese was damn stupid. lim si hui was toking bout lots of shit dat has nothing to do with what we're doing. first she tok about some emails that we sent her to ask her questions and correct our ENGLISH grammer. wtf. nothing better to do? then she damn boliao, decided to recount her experiences marking chinese compositions, then ask each person of the class how much he thinks the answer should get. i was stoning and toking to alvan so when she ask me, i say full marks, cuz if its my answer i wish i would get full marks den she accept. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;facts abt limsihui&lt;br /&gt;1. she's not horizontally challenged, AT ALL&lt;br /&gt;2. she likes wearing tight clothes&lt;br /&gt;3. she like using sarcasm&lt;br /&gt;4. she likes toking things with no relation to the lesson&lt;br /&gt;5. she uses shitass techniques to get you to do your work&lt;br /&gt;6. she feels that she has lots of ex- students but she doesnt&lt;br /&gt;7. she likes telling stories&lt;br /&gt;8. she thinks her jokes are funny but they arent&lt;br /&gt;9. she feels like she's the greatest cl teacher on earth&lt;br /&gt;10. she likes toking cock with NO relation to the lesson *have i said this?*&lt;br /&gt;11. she thinks that through her tok cok lessons, everyone will like chinese alot better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets see if i can think of anymore...&lt;br /&gt;RE today was horrible.. only grp without a presentation. i wish that for once i dont haf to be the "leader" as in haf to get others to do things one. sian larh. wonder how it feels to slack. haha. damn tired. damn tired.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31699636-115530224268112605?l=--biq--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://--biq--.blogspot.com/feeds/115530224268112605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31699636&amp;postID=115530224268112605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31699636/posts/default/115530224268112605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31699636/posts/default/115530224268112605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://--biq--.blogspot.com/2006/08/din-post-for-whole-national-period-but.html' title=''/><author><name>biq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13870598293658543663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31699636.post-115504620792193265</id><published>2006-08-08T07:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T00:32:26.288-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>not so eventful today. except that i got jie liang super pissed. haha. found out that there's the petty people in my class which i think are - chester, jie liang and vincent. hmm. really petty. budden ernest is bordering. i tink its cuz he doesnt usually get suanned or insult so he get pissed damn easily. then chester "you hurt my feelings" chen got nothing to say. vincent i just found out a few days ago, when i shot him with a paper pellet. he took some water bottle then bashed it on my head, looking damn pissed. then i discovered that vincent is not some1 to mess with. no offence. jie liang, lol petty master. he make sure i kena something during chinese but when i suan him back, he damn pissed. haha. wierdo. dowan to piss him off too much, later i HURT HIS FEELINGS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;national day celebrations were boring as usual. with the bottle train thing which was damn gay, with everybody slacking around designing their bottles. then after that there was some quiz and movie thing which NO ONE COULD SEE. then ended off with a band that was not that good. it was offtune for the first song only though. the rest was not very loud i.e. no volume but was in tune. the last song was horrible cuz the singer kena overtaken by the guitarist. lol. sounds horrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ate at pastamania with shannon. nuff said. blew my wallet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went home, discovered that like *someone*, couldnt take good photoes of myself. sigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31699636-115504620792193265?l=--biq--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://--biq--.blogspot.com/feeds/115504620792193265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31699636&amp;postID=115504620792193265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31699636/posts/default/115504620792193265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31699636/posts/default/115504620792193265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://--biq--.blogspot.com/2006/08/not-so-eventful-today.html' title=''/><author><name>biq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13870598293658543663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31699636.post-115495331115664366</id><published>2006-08-07T05:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T00:32:26.164-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>aah. omg. no updates for so long. looks like im talking to my blog only though. not much traffic here eh? if ur here tag pls... i like taggers. gives me something to tok abt ON MY TAGBOARD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;basically, past 3 days. saturday, newspaper collection. wuz grped with alvan, then went around with ren yan and ben to collect the papers. our grp is super balanced. with alvan as the funny joker, me as the enthu kia, ren yan as the mugger planner, then ben as the quiet but nice guy. cool man. the first block was crap. like everyone was sleeping? then some girl open the door with a face of me when i wake up on school days. wtf. got pretty good collections from the rest of the blocks i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think that alvan rocks lorh. he sit next to me now, and he's damn funny wtf. i mean like not the funny like guan wei kind of funny, but funny in the wierd things he does like "SHANT" and pointing at shihang and laughing. haha. our whole grp rox. we got alvan the joker, me the monkey, peide the blur cock and yiliang the pro shit. imba grp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday! nothing much. just went to somerset and back to give bing heng nanyang founders day tickets. which brings me to the point- ALL NANYANG PPLE COME MY BlOG ONE PLS BUY FOUNDERS DAY TIX FRM ME.. PLS PLS... im despo liao..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today! nothing much, except that RI BEAT SAINTS! whoo. every1 who played was so emo lorh. even david cried. hafen seen that since what, p5? cool. really happy, even tho i din play and wasnt even reserve lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31699636-115495331115664366?l=--biq--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://--biq--.blogspot.com/feeds/115495331115664366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31699636&amp;postID=115495331115664366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31699636/posts/default/115495331115664366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31699636/posts/default/115495331115664366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://--biq--.blogspot.com/2006/08/aah.html' title=''/><author><name>biq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13870598293658543663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31699636.post-115470179896749382</id><published>2006-08-04T07:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T00:32:26.034-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sry for no update ystrday. a certain y-k-y did not allow us the wkend thru the extension. so had to rush AGAIN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, i got a new topic to tok about. its something about a certain dislike for slim.  she uses wierd methods to discipline us like making us stay back in the lt for 15 mins for nothing, and has this wierd ambition of making the whole sec 2 cohort guai kias. which is impossible, because of people like luwei, david, and many other mainstream idiots, as well as the random guai lan idiots. So it is kinda wierd for a teacher to discipline the WHOLE cohort as if u punish 1 class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This dislike for her probably sprang about from last term, in which I was punished for grabbing cheebye's(see my emote) shirt after he punched me. wtf? where is the fairness? WHERE? i mean i haf no right to retaliate even though he punched me? what was her reason?&lt;br /&gt;"You retaliated. IF you hadnt retaliated, you wouldnt haf been punished.."&lt;br /&gt;"but maam he punched.."&lt;br /&gt;"but you still shouldnt have retaliated." if i knew i was going to get some shit punishment, i would have AT LEAST kicked his groin. then she say it like it sibeh big deal liddat... alvan oso. he grab his neck cuz he throw chair high low everywhere. he get punished? you mean we should haf said. "Oi everybody zhao, cannot punch cheeebye, he gonna throw chair at you tho." then the emotional shit thing. i mean spencer's still alive rite, and i whole day suan him like crazy. wun die one wad. "YOU HURT MY FEELINGS! RAAR!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, just a few days ago, i kena caught by her for being late. Smartly, she allowed my classmates IN FRONT OF ME to go past, but stopped me. its not like i wanted to take the register, i must as well heck care it. the first time i late, she ask me to stand in frnt. wtf? den i explain to her that me and guan taking register she say "Then, you should either take the register before the bell rings, or get your class out earlier". Woow. im not like her lorh, everytime come to school have to go GO. i enter from OPPOSITE the GO and i WILL not go there before the bell rings. Also, getting a class out of class isn't that easy. I mean, can SHE do it? for me, i kena tickled by lawis 2dae when i said that. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then just today, saw her screaming her head off at shu kiat, cuz he wuz talking. I really hate shu kiat and all, but seeing him kena scolded by slim for no reason kind of pissed me off. I mean, if we talk abit during assembly, its not like everyone is going to hear rite? the clapping sound is aredi louder. so i see no reason in screaming your head off over something SO SMALL like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, her "death threats". Last time i walk past her, she go warn me"I better behave myself". ookaay. in what lesson did i screw the teacher up really really badly. com studs? ok i agree i jacked chor- bu chee lots of time, but instead of saying "you better make sure your CLASS behave", she go say i better behave myself. warh biang. i dowan be monitor liao. monitor must be guai kia. gay shit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then she's like nitpicking on the whole school. I remember once she ask"Sampson, take your hands out of your pocket.." aiyo. who care larh. i mean baris sediah he sure take out one what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dats all. tag comments&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31699636-115470179896749382?l=--biq--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://--biq--.blogspot.com/feeds/115470179896749382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31699636&amp;postID=115470179896749382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31699636/posts/default/115470179896749382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31699636/posts/default/115470179896749382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://--biq--.blogspot.com/2006/08/sry-for-no-update-ystrday.html' title=''/><author><name>biq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13870598293658543663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31699636.post-115452829053347175</id><published>2006-08-02T07:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T00:32:25.907-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>web hosting web hosting web hosting web hosting web hosting web hosting web hosting web hosting web hosting web hosting web hosting web hosting web hosting web hosting web hosting web hosting web hosting web hosting web hosting web hosting web hosting web hosting web hosting web hosting web hosting web hosting web hosting web hosting web hosting web hosting web hosting web hosting web hosting web hosting web hosting web hosting web hosting web hosting web hosting web hosting web hosting web hosting web hosting web hosting web hosting web hosting web hosting web hosting web hosting web hosting web hosting web hosting web hosting web hosting web hosting web hosting web hosting web hosting web hosting web hosting web hosting web hosting web hosting web hosting web hosting web hosting web hosting web hosting web hosting web hosting web hosting web hosting web hosting web hosting web hosting web hosting web hosting web hosting web hosting web hosting web hosting web hosting web hosting web hosting web hosting web hosting web hosting web hosting web hosting web hosting web hosting web hosting web hosting web hosting web hosting web hosting web hosting web hosting web hosting web hosting web hosting web hosting web hosting web hosting web hosting web hosting web hosting web hosting web hosting web hosting web hosting web hosting web hosting web hosting web hosting web hosting web hosting web hosting web hosting web hosting web hosting web hosting&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31699636-115452829053347175?l=--biq--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://--biq--.blogspot.com/feeds/115452829053347175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31699636&amp;postID=115452829053347175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31699636/posts/default/115452829053347175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31699636/posts/default/115452829053347175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://--biq--.blogspot.com/2006/08/web-hosting-web-hosting-web-hosting.html' title=''/><author><name>biq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13870598293658543663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31699636.post-115452444680145203</id><published>2006-08-02T05:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T00:32:25.791-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Didnt update yesterday, was rushing yak's geog pt, which she vehemantly refused to extend despite our constant begging. from this example, we can see that yaksy is a *peep*. Therefore, i present to you, ways to piss yaksy off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. pluck out keys y, a ,k and s from the keyboard, since she ALWAYS uses the computer.&lt;br /&gt;2. Alternatively, put water/ chilli sauce for it to make a gross sound.&lt;br /&gt;3. whenever she plays some rainforest video, keep whistling the bird sounds, even when there are no birds.&lt;br /&gt;4. when greeting her, say "good morning mrs YAK"&lt;br /&gt;5. Rebutt all of her statements with something lame, causing her to look at you.&lt;br /&gt;6. Laugh loudly whenever she makes a mistake in something(most commonly grammer/ vocab)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, just disrupt her as much as psble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh.. x cntry 2day. dunno what is my position.. 80? 90? liddat? i kena stitch halfway den walk 1/4. sian larh. discovered how unfit i am. i mean sec 1 ruggers many got into top 50, BUT I DIDNT! consolation is im 5th in my class.. but thats not that good either, cuz my class aint that good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Discovered how busy/free I am. it really seems that whenever i have free time, im wasting all my time doing frivoulous things like well, msn and blogging. shudnt i be mugging my head off? aah. tag ur comments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zats all. TAG&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31699636-115452444680145203?l=--biq--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://--biq--.blogspot.com/feeds/115452444680145203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31699636&amp;postID=115452444680145203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31699636/posts/default/115452444680145203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31699636/posts/default/115452444680145203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://--biq--.blogspot.com/2006/08/didnt-update-yesterday-was-rushing.html' title=''/><author><name>biq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13870598293658543663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31699636.post-115435485985830670</id><published>2006-07-31T06:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T00:32:25.670-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha. slept at like 12 last nite doing softoy for RE. now got the yellow body liao, so wuz damn tired this morning... UNTIL JIE LIANG CAME! jie liang got new, supposedly cool specs. budden i descovered it only look good on the BIG, MACHO, SPORTS inclined pple, which jie liang is obviously not. so i suan-ed him till assembly. As Ren yan recorded, i tink i said "hey guys, do you notice anything new about jie liang, he's wearing binoculars." whee! haha. he wuz damn pissed, so i invented the standing up hair sign, to piss him off more. i dun understand my obsession with suanning him but i tink it goes back to the time we went his house then he din let us play his xbox so i thot he damn stingy. but i dun really noe. maybe it wuz cuz last yr he always act pro den put up his hands. OH YA. it started with "suay conductor". yeh! suay conductor boy.. see now he nvr raise hand liao. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then music i finish putting in my whole melody than SOMEONE went to plug out my monitor.. den couldnt put it back. den had to restart.. english was fun larh. we acted the whole play, and i gotta act as the retarded computer voice. man it sounds gay. den lawis showed the music thing. den i thot all dun really fit, cuz BLEACH MUSIC JUST DOESNT FIT ANYTHING ELSE, budden mr wong say its ok, so i dunno..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after recess wuz science. nothing much, just used the metre rule the cashcard jie liang den he became damn pissed and shouted erbit the loud, so din do it anymore. er.. assembly, wuz chatting to my fren due to the boring-ness of the talk. den after that mrs lim detain us all.. wierd leh. wads the point of letting us wait 15 mins without doing anything? no point rite? saw meng siew make this guy cry, then he still heck care smile his head off. wtf larh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lunch! went shannon's class for awhile, den went back to 2K to play cap soccer. chinese wuz boring as usual, and so i designed all the production costumes, or i didnt, cuz i wuz juz drawing randomly. basically stoned larh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rugby! got to train wif sec 2s. its like every training i damn scared go train wif sec 1s. sighz. i wish i was part of the team. sian larh. hopefully that marcus out, mebbe i get a place on the team. during training, when was holding pad, kena winded 2 of the forwards, then became damn scared. den during the tackling drill, sucked during the first try, but improved a wee bit the second time. sigh.. i rly tink if i was bigger can tackle more, otherwise i nid to be damn pro like saiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went home, den ate tau huay, wierd, had this wierd yearning for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dats all. tag pls.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31699636-115435485985830670?l=--biq--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://--biq--.blogspot.com/feeds/115435485985830670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31699636&amp;postID=115435485985830670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31699636/posts/default/115435485985830670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31699636/posts/default/115435485985830670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://--biq--.blogspot.com/2006/07/haha.html' title=''/><author><name>biq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13870598293658543663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31699636.post-115426020670313645</id><published>2006-07-30T04:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T00:32:25.555-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>feeling really high today. in the morning, woke up at 9 today to study. then halfway went to make my RE soft toy. its damn hard. nid to stuff lots of scraps inside so its nice and "fluffy". eww. then after that went down to eat my father's curry bun. It tastes pretty good even tho he only started making these a few weeks ago. seems like my father has some affinity with pastries. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after breakfast, went to try and earn more money frm adsense. but its damn hard. i dun understand how to do it naturally, and a *certain someone* only gives me cryptic clues which I dont understand.. any1 who is making lots of money frm adsense can tell me how to make lots of money oso? pls pls? i nid money. really. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after lunch went to buy new shoes. cuz my old shoes the sole already come out. first we got this Kronos shoes for 40 bucks and it din feel very good so walked around in the same shop and found... a Nike shoe which looks damn nice and poser for the same amount! what the fuck?! so I bought that and felt real good bout buying it. since i have nothing else to write about, i tink i better get a blogthing to put here....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your EQ is 120&lt;br /&gt;50 or less: Thanks for answering honestly. Now get yourself a shrink, quick!&lt;br /&gt;51-70: When it comes to understanding human emotions, you'd have better luck understanding Chinese.&lt;br /&gt;71-90: You've got more emotional intelligence than the average frat boy. Barely.&lt;br /&gt;91-110: You're average. It's easy to predict how you'll react to things. But anyone could have guessed that.&lt;br /&gt;111-130: You usually have it going on emotionally, but roadblocks tend to land you on your butt.&lt;br /&gt;131-150: You are remarkable when it comes to relating with others. Only the biggest losers get under your skin.&lt;br /&gt;150+: Two possibilities - you've either out "Dr. Phil-ed" Dr. Phil... or you're a dirty liar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooh. I think thats pretty good. cool. I hope you guys feel the same bout me. haha. I like having frens, and i hope i can understand and relate to them and be a gd fren. whee. I know of a *few* people who should take this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're Totally Sarcastic&lt;br /&gt;You sarcastic? Never! You're as sweet as a baby bunny.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, though, you have a sharp tongue - and you aren't afraid to use it.&lt;br /&gt;And if people are too wimpy to deal with your attitutde, then too bad. So sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg. im sarcastic to the extreme. hey. i really dont mean it. REALLY. and im not sarcastic when i say that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You Are a Beagle Puppy&lt;br /&gt;Cheerful, energetic, and happy go lucky.&lt;br /&gt;And you're sense of smell is absolutely amazing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whee. im a beagle! and it really matches me, except the sense of smell thing. do i really haf a good sense of smell? well i cant really smell well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You Are Iceman&lt;br /&gt;You tried to live a normal life, but it just wasn't possible&lt;br /&gt;A bit of a slacker, you rather tell jokes than cultivate your powers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Powers: turning self and others into ice, making ice weapons, becoming nearly invisible&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whee. i try to live a normal life? ok thats true, but its not that my life isnt very normal. im am not a bit of a slacker, but a total slacker, and i am a joker. the rest, i cant do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats all the blog things for today! haha. im so free to update everyday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31699636-115426020670313645?l=--biq--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://--biq--.blogspot.com/feeds/115426020670313645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31699636&amp;postID=115426020670313645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31699636/posts/default/115426020670313645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31699636/posts/default/115426020670313645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://--biq--.blogspot.com/2006/07/feeling-really-high-today.html' title=''/><author><name>biq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13870598293658543663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31699636.post-115417269383848405</id><published>2006-07-29T04:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T00:32:25.444-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt; You Are An ENFP &lt;/strong&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;The Inspirer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You love being around people, and you are deeply committed to your friends.&lt;br /&gt;You are also unconventional, irreverant, and unimpressed by authority and rules.&lt;br /&gt;Incredibly perceptive, you can usually sense if someone has hidden motives.&lt;br /&gt;You use lots of colorful language and expressions. You're qutie the storyteller!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would make an excellent entrepreneur, politician, or journalist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from blogthings.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whee. i am apparently the heck care idiot. "love being around people"yup dats true."deeply commited to your friends" yup true again."You are also unconventional, irreverant, and unimpressed by authority and rules." True again, just that I AM impressed by authority, but not rules. haha. "Incredibly perceptive". Really? Then how come i get jagged so often? " You use lots of colorful language and expressions. You're qutie the storyteller!" Ooh. Thats true, but not as good as Shannon, master storyteller.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, on to my day. ah guan was supposed to come to my house at 1030 today to do geog proj. but he miscalculated, so we started at 10. haha. found out that guan's drawings are t3h ownz0rs. seriously. its wierd that his drawings actually look nice even tho its really messy and everything. so we finished our whole geog proj template now only need to put the info in , which is the most difficult part .XD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after he left at 230 cuz gotta rush home for piano lesson. Found out that guan is a musical person, know how to sing oso now how to play piano. cool man. but im not a musical person. last time when i learn piano, felt that it was sibeh sian. then maybe it was the piano teacher. in the end, when i was grade 6, i decided to quit. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Course options. aaah. im planning to take triple science and history. triple science cuz i wanna b a doctor when i grow up, and history because mr shahrom rox and im hoping that all the history teachers are like him. i mean, if i take geog, i haf a chance of meeting yskay. aah.yskay. i think that if i read the text book i get more knowledge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, i wanna tok bout my now school life haha. it seems that rehtsec nehc is getting more irritating. Budden theo and ren yan say he getting better. but i tink he's trying too hard to get close to others, and that makes all of us feel that he sucks. i mean for me, its impossible for me to forgive him anymore, no matter what he does, even if he gives me a thousand bucks. lol. i tink tt the main reason i dun like him is cuz he very act cool and like to get close to the popular people then try to hard. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ehh... more pple tag lehh.. why my tagboard empty de.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31699636-115417269383848405?l=--biq--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://--biq--.blogspot.com/feeds/115417269383848405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31699636&amp;postID=115417269383848405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31699636/posts/default/115417269383848405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31699636/posts/default/115417269383848405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://--biq--.blogspot.com/2006/07/you-are-enfp-inspirer-you-love-being.html' title=''/><author><name>biq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13870598293658543663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31699636.post-115409015709205274</id><published>2006-07-28T05:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T00:32:25.295-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ooh a new blog... again. Actually its only the second time, unlike some pple I noe. (hint hint) Be updating probably one in two days, maybe once a day, depending on what happens during the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a few days ago, I introduced bottle cap soccer to my class. Its chao addicting, and much easier than soccer, cuz the cap is so bludy small. Then, also cuz can rebound off the side and hide in under the leg. haha. damn fun. actually the soccer came frm 2p and 2q, so you could say that i koped their idea and spread it. whee. thanks to shaun n maskil who INTRODUCED me to the game that fateful lunchtime. Budden, today when playing bottle cap soccer that time, my shin kena kick by a certain some1 at ramming force. So i lie on the floor cuz its chao pain. aah. now i walk with a limp den climb up and down steps v slo. Mebbe i go and massage with tie da yao later maybe 2moro feel better. i want to train on monday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then later today, another certain some1 decided to push his entire weight against me onto a corner of the chair, causing me intense pain and a red mark to the back. and he wasnt all that skinny. then later again, ahmad from rugby decided to squeeze my nipple the husaini way, leaving a swell at where my nipple is supposed to be. aah.. the day of injuries. ouch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was the drama rehearsal today too, in which I was overly enthu and vulgar, but very dramatic. I think Guan is a damn good actor, and can express himself damn well. haha. Jie Liang seems the most stoney, as he stick tight tight to the script. I mean we should be creative ma. Dont so stone. But theo go say that jie liang good, guan not good. wierd larh. theo and renyan both tink differently frm me. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, the comp studs programming thingie. We all thought we were going to take part in the comp studs quiz, but turns out ONLY 2 needed to take part in the programming section. Since some fat person refused to take part due to laziness and a ass-holic brain, me and guan went to see what we could do. It appeared that we had to use C++ to do the programming which i knew shit about, and it lasted for 3 hrs. 3hrs?!! I dont want to be fiddling with some wierd programme I dunno for 3HRS! so me and guan ponned. whee. not like it would make a difference. i gonna take part in humanes quiz tho. cuz every paper is 1 point for house. so mass participate anyhow do oso can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. after dat at 4, went to SJI to watch Saints vs SJI. guess who won. obv Saints rite. but i tink both suck, but cun say for sure cuz IM NOT ON THE TEAM.. but SJI really sucks cuz they beat bukit batok with 24-14, when we beat bukit batok 84-0. which shows their lousiness. hopefully the team can beat saints, i really think they will. haha. hopefully i can sneak into the team from some guy getting injured but i tink little hope larh. cuz all the backs all chao pro one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now at home. haha. i nid money..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;visitors tag pl0x pls. all those i nvr link one tell me i go link&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31699636-115409015709205274?l=--biq--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://--biq--.blogspot.com/feeds/115409015709205274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31699636&amp;postID=115409015709205274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31699636/posts/default/115409015709205274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31699636/posts/default/115409015709205274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://--biq--.blogspot.com/2006/07/ooh-new-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>biq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13870598293658543663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
